Excerpt from The Soul's VoiceEach hour has a beauty all its own, Each eeting moment sunbeams chase the gloom. The year's four seasons each in beauty shows That man can have a glory all in bloom. Each season has a glow of richer tints, As life grows full in deeds and good desires; hymn of love, if noble tho'to our lay, Will swell the chorus of the heav'nly choirs!About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition.

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